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EDITOR SLAIN IN COLD BLOOD
Dagupan City, May 20 — Ermin Garcia, Editor of the Sunday Punch was murdered today by one of two armed men who broke into his office.
An elective official, reportedly, was involved in the killing.
Garcia suffered gunshot wounds in the chest and in the abdomen. He died at the Provincial Hospital at 10:47 tonight following an operation.
In an ante-mortem statement, Garcia was said to have described the man who had shot him. The description of the gunman reportedly fit that of the official involved.
The shooting came after Garcia and a reporter of his paper, Rodolfo Toledo, had been warned by telephone not to publish the story exposing an alleged money order racket here.
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From THE PANGASINAN COURIER, Dagupan City, November 3, 1963:
According to police findings, little Karina Garcia and the Maryknoll teacher, MISS Norma Petilla went out swimming with seven others in the Blue Beach near the vicinity of SWA-OVR Training Center. That was about 11 o’clock. It was reported that they were about to go eat their lunch when Miss Petilla suggested they “take a last dip.” It appeared that the two, Misses Garcia and Petilla, were caught by a big wave which took them further out to the deeper waters. However no one in the group suspected that the two were drowning….
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“ERMIN GARCIA” was a symbol of what every newspaperman should aspire to be. Ermin could have come to Manila, as many journalist and writers of promise do, and made his mark in the metropolitan press. But he felt that his vocation lay a home, and it was to make happier and better the community in which he lived. And so he started the Sunday Punch, a weekly newspaper that never failed to live up to its name.”
—MAX SOLIVEN, The Sunday Times, May 22, 1966
“FOR ERMIN GARCIA, Editor and Publisher of Dagupan City’s Sunday Punch, we can gauge a very great respect among the newspaper community. He was a crusader, one of a vanishing breed. He was one of the few provincial newsmen who truly had the esteem of the Manila press. He belonged to that group of press elders whom cub reporters look up to. He had a fighting heart and he kept proving it.”
—WILLIE NG, The Manila Bulletin, May 22, 1966
“GARCIA was a Member of the Philippine Delegation to the Afro-Asian Press Conference in Bandung, Indonesia. He was a Director of the Philippine Press Institute. Garcia, a veteran newspaperman, was Founding President of the Federation of Provincial Press Clubs of the Philippines.”
—The Manila Times, May 21, 1966
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(From a tape-recorded INTERVIEW between ERMIN GARCIA and Fr. JUNI JESENA, S.J. at the Sunday Punch office, Dagupan City, December 22, 1965)
Excerpts from the words of ERMIN GARCIA:
I had a girlfriend.
Of course it was known all around town that we were sweethearts. I used to visit her in the marketplace. Morning, afternoon—I’d be there. And my friends used to ask me, “How much did you sell?” And even these Chinese, they say, “During the war, we were always watching you with your girlfriend.”
I was very idealistic and this girlfriend of mine was a member of the Catholic Study Club. So was PAULING, who became Mrs. Ermin Garcia. Pauling came over from Bolinao, with her family. And they stayed with some of their relatives in Pantal.
The first time I saw Pauling was when she took part in a Rizal Day Program. She sang. And then there was this orchestra. They got her as a singer for the orchestra here in Dagupan. And whenever there would be a dance in Dagupan she would be asked to sing.
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A speech given by ERMIN GARCIA, May 19, 1962
In his Pulitzer Prize-winning best-seller, PROFILES IN COURAGE, written while he was a member of the United States Senate, John F. Kennedy said, “In no other occupation but politics is it expected that a man will sacrifice honors, prestige, and his chosen career on a single issue.”
As we dispute the validity of this statement when applied to many Filipino POLITICIANS, we offer a parallel and complementary thought: that in no other profession but JOURNALISM is it expected that a man will renounce friends, personal convenience, and even family in the faithful discharge of professional duties.
Personal heroism in the newsroom and on the newsbeats is a day-to-day routine, but in the anonymity that is the hallmark of journalism, you never get to read about these bits of heroism. The columns of your newspapers are replete with sagas of heroism of government officials, soldiers, professionals, taxi and bus drivers,——but rarely a line on the heroism sometimes demanded by the gathering and writing of certain news.
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(Continuation of the Interview between ERMIN GARCIA and A.C.J. at the SUNDAY PUNCH OFFICE, Dagupan City, Dec. 22, 1964)
Excerpts from the words of ERMIN GARCIA:
I spent my childhood mostly with my GRANDPARENTS in San Fabian.
They loved me very…they used to treat me the way I treat my children now. Very rarely my grandmother would whip me. My grandfather was called “The German” in San Fabian…he was called “Aleman” because boy, he was very irascible…I took after him…and domineering. Very domineering. He was the cacique of San Fabian and he was, boy…but he would never punish me, I remember. And he was very fond of me. I was always…I was his favorite. I was aware of that and I never abused.
One time I had pets in San Fabian, with my…with the other cousins, because Tony was too young. We would play together. We had poults. You see, my grandfather kept a small poultry. We took care of a poult each. To each we gave a name.
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TO MY DAUGHTER, KARINA GARCIA ON HER TWELFTH BIRTHDAY
By Ermin Garcia
The SUNDAY PUNCH
November 6, 1963
Karina, my darling daughter:
We are all here for the big day tomorrow. In a little more than a couple of hours, it will be Thursday, November 7—your twelfth birthday anniversary. It is now ten minutes past nine, and as I write this in my office I am alone—with you, I fervently hope, like the few moments that evening you breezed into this room tired but happy from the Christ the King procession on October 27.
Your brother is back from Baguio where he had gone for his classes. He has brought gorgeous roses and other flowers as beautiful for you and for the altars before which you used to pray with that twinkle in your eyes. And there are still more flowers from friends and people who love and admire you even from the infinite distance which separates you from us all.
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“KARINA, MY DARLING…”
By Ermin Garcia
August 1, 1965
Karina, ever my darling—
After many months, I go back to this folder (your own) and put down once again my thoughts. Distractions from various quarters—largely work on the paper and its business and civic work have kept me away-. But in the interim, I have lived as ever on thoughts of you.
The days and months have not in any way dimmed the memory of you nor exhausted or weakened the love I have for you. Hardly an hour passes that my thoughts flit back to you, wherever I am, whatever it is I do.
As the months rolled by, I felt I was getting closer to you. It’s not only that each day brings me closer to Eternity. In my own journey as a pilgrim to the Everlasting City, I feel that I have been making some headway—not by leaps and bounds, but in painful single steps, weak and clumsy yet still I think that overall I make some progress to the objective your going away has set for the taking as you did when you were with us.
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“KARINA, MY DARLING…”
By Ermin Garcia
November 1, 1964
It has been exactly a year since you left us, and yet it seems only yesterday that I last saw you and hugged you in my breast.
Looking back to the first twelve months of your absence, I can say humbly that they were the dawning of another life.
Let’s say it started that day, about two weeks before your departure, when you told me to listen while you gave me a sample of your Bible lessons in your catechetical work. I was lying then on the red sofa in the living room and my heart pulsed with pride as you explained to me a colored picture from the Bible.
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